Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Don't worry, I wore a helmet

I was debating over whether or not to mention this because a.) I know how my sisters feel about motorcycles and b.) I know how my sisters feel about me riding on motorcycles with strange guys in Africa. But hey, I thought this was interesting.

So I was headed to the church building to meet some girls that were going to help me get to Accra for a talk by Sister Beck, the general Relief Society president for the LDS church. I don't usually walk alone, but when I do It get a lot more attention. This one guy started talking to me and walking next to me and when I tried to get a taxi he said he would take me. Kinda like public transportation, right? I mean, I get in taxis with strange men all the time. So he gave me this cool bag and we rode on his motorcycle to church (saved me a few bucks too).

Bad side to this story, he totally wants me. He said it's his dream to be with a white woman and when I offered to pay for the ride he said, "I don't need your money, I need you." But, he seems pretty harmless. Really.


Brooke said...

kelli, that's pretty creepy, I think Kristin might have an aneurysm when she reads this!!!!!

Jenna said...

This post made me laugh out loud.

Cassi said...

Kelli, that is the funniest/creepiest thing I've ever heard. I laughed for about five minutes and when I told my roommate here in Spain she made an "I'm totally scared about that" face which made me laugh harder. Your adventures complete me.

ChrisS said...

I think the helmet is the LEAST of your worries. I can see, now, why you need the boyfriend in the US. So THIS is why you kept putting me off when I kept asking how you got to Accra. You are clever. You counted on my bad memory when you kept saying "I already told you, and I can't affort to repeat stuff". I may have a bad memory, but I THINK I would remember you riding on a motorcycle with a strange african who wants you. My memory is not that bad.

Anonymous said...

KELLI!!!! I'm not going to ask if you're crazy because I already know the answer to that question if you hopped on a motorcycle with a crazy African man who's dream is to be with a white woman!!!!!!! HELLO!! I better never hear of this kind of story again! I think it's time you come home! The heat has gotten to you!

Be Safe Crazy Girl!

Anonymous said...


Your Mom just sent me your blog and all I can think to write is what the frikkity frak were you thinking? The helmet should have been the least of your worries!

When Chris was telling me the story, I think I had the same look on my face as Cassi's friend.

Take care, have fun, be safe and I look forward to reading more about your safe adventures. Did I mention the word safe?

(In case you are wondering who I am, I work with your Mom.)

Kristin said...


Enough said.

Kristin said...

Oh yeah, and I will GIVE you the extra money they charge you for cabs you ding-a-ling! Just tell me how much to put in your bank account.

Or you could find out from a local what the fare SHOULD be and then just tell the cabby that that is what you are going to pay him. What's he gonna do? Refuse your money?


the oldest dad said...

Kelli, when I was first getting to know your Mom I was on my way to school one morning and spotted her hitching. I picked her up and I think I probably gave her a pretty hard time. She told me she had hitched lots of times. She was 18. As far as I know that was the last time. So I guess you come by it honestly, however I'm certain that will be your last time. RIGHT? YOUR LOVING FATHER!